Omega Bound
His breathing comes out ragged as he inhales and exhales, brushing hot against the back of my neck.
Then he whispers it again. “Kieran…”
The words hurt me each time. For a while, my instincts screamed at me to stop climbing, to turn around.
To go back these stairs and return Ronan to his mate.
Because this is what it's supposed to be, that's what I told myself in this self - imposed exile of mine.
But another memory filters into my head, the accident, the council discussing Ronan's life like an asset.
A male Omega doesn’t have breeding potential, they said.